The sun was setting in the west, and the gorgeous sunset dyed the entire capital red. An errand boy sent a note to the concierge of Linhuai Marquis Mansion, and then left happily while holding the heavy reward money. Not long after, Li Shu
I received this note.
"Why aren't you here for dinner?" The little maid Baozi puffed up her cheeks and looked at the table full of food with regret.
"Love will come or not!"
Li Shu pursed her red lips and crumpled the note in her hand into a ball, threw it far away, then stood up and walked out. Against the backdrop of the setting sun, she wore an orange pleated skirt, which made her look more elegant, noble and supple.
A peach wood hairpin was inserted sideways into her long hair, and her beautiful face had exquisite makeup, giving her a full fairy look.
Stinky toad, bad toad. Li Shu pouted her little mouth while walking and scolded her. When she reached the far away note, she paused for a moment. Then her embroidered shoes flew up and stepped on the note twice, as if she had stepped on it in her mouth.
It looked like a smelly toad, but after stepping on it, she bent down with her skirt and stretched out her slender hand to pick up the note.
"What's wrong, miss?" Baozi's little maid opened her mouth in surprise at the door.
"I'm going to burn it!" Li Shu turned around and showed her little tiger fangs towards the little maid Baozi, as if she was stomping on her feet and trying to burn the note into ashes before she could release her breath.
The little maid Bao Zi was so frightened that she shrank her head back, fearing that the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond and harm her.
While Baozi's little maid was worrying about how to deal with a table of delicacies, Zhu Ping'an and the others' dinner had already begun. Although it was not delicacies, there were all kinds of chicken, duck, and fish, and the dishes were also very rich. Several jars of red wine were rippling among the glasses.
The aroma and atmosphere are unparalleled.
"Master Zhu, I would like to propose a toast to you."
After drinking a few drinks together, everyone toasted to get to know each other. At this time, Zhang Juzheng also picked up a glass of wine and toasted to the cheerful Zhu Pingan who was eating next to him.
Zhu Ping'an was still biting a greasy meat skewer in his mouth. He watched Zhang Juzheng address himself as a lower official and raised the wine glass to him. He didn't react for a moment.
Zhu Pingan's impression of Zhang Juzheng in his mind was that of a great man in history who was a minister in the cabinet, with one person under one person and more than ten thousand people. He had great power and controlled the entire Ming Dynasty with applause. At this moment, Zhang Juzheng was calling himself a lower official,
He also toasted to himself. This image made Zhu Ping'an unable to react for a while.
"Master Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng held the wine glass for a second, but when he saw that Zhu Ping'an didn't respond, he couldn't help but smile and call out again. He was personable, elegant and stylish.
Only when Zhang Juzheng called Master Zhu did Zhu Ping'an realize that this was Zhang Juzheng toasting him. It was a real scene. The talented person who would be in charge of the Ming Dynasty was toasting him with wine.
"Ahem, what did you just say?" Zhu Pingan suddenly became excited, swallowed the meat skewers in his mouth, and quickly wiped his hands with a handkerchief.
"Master Zhu?" Zhang Juzheng was a little surprised, but he still repeated it.
"Not this sentence, but the previous sentence?" Zhu Pingan looked at Zhang Juzheng, his eyes full of encouragement.
"Master Zhu, I'd like to give you a toast." Zhang Juzheng felt that he couldn't keep up with Zhu Ping'an's thoughts, but he still repeated it.
Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an felt as if he had drank the Shiquan Dabu Decoction, and his face was congested. Zhang Ju was calling him a lower official! Somehow, it felt as good as taking the Shiquan Dabu Dan!
This is the future prime minister Zhang Juzheng, a famous figure in history, and now he is calling himself a subordinate!
Whether it was Jiajing, Yan Song or Yan Shifan before, these outstanding people in history all need to be looked up to. This is probably the first time that an outstanding person in history has spoken to me in this tone.
Really, it feels like a person is still considering whether to eat Laotan pickled cabbage-flavored instant noodles or Master Kong beef instant noodles, but national husband Wang Sicong suddenly appears and bows to himself: Hello, boss. I am Xiao Wang.
After getting excited, Zhu Ping'an laughed at himself again, saying that he was really worthless! Zhang Juzheng told himself that he could be so excited just by being dismissed, but he was so short-sighted that he was worthless. Haha.
Zhang Juzheng is dormant and accumulating strength at this time, and he will soar into the sky in the future.
At this moment, Zhang Juzheng is under him. In the future, he, Zhang Juzheng, can be the assistant of the Ming Dynasty. In the future, he, Zhang Juzheng, can be the helm of the Ming Dynasty!
Why can't I?
What young people fear most is satisfaction, and what they fear least is greed!
If Zhang Juzheng is still 100,000 miles away from Fu and taking charge of the Ming Dynasty at this time, then he is currently only 99,999 miles away at most, which is a little closer than him.
Haha, since you are walking ahead of him now, why don't you think more about it.
The collision of ideas in his mind seemed complicated, but in fact it was completed in just one tenth of a second, and Zhu Pingan's ambition took root at this moment.
"Senior brother, what you said is really embarrassing, I should respect you." Zhu Pingan shook his head and smiled, then raised his glass and raised a toast to Zhang Juzheng.
There is a reason why Zhu Ping'an calls senior Zhang Juzheng. Zhang Juzheng became a Jinshi earlier than Zhu Ping'an, and his master is also Xu. Under the same sect, it makes sense for Zhu Ping'an to call senior Zhang Juzheng.
Listening to Zhu Pingan's words, Zhang Juzheng was slightly surprised. Just now Zhu Pingan asked him to repeat this sentence. Zhang Juzheng also said that Zhu Pingan is a superficial and vain person. An old man who has enjoyed himself in the officialdom for several years calls him such a fledgling officialdom official.
However, he didn't show it because of his deep city. At this moment, he was slightly surprised when he heard what Zhu Pingan said.
However, he was only slightly surprised. In Zhang Juzheng's heart, the superficial image that Zhu Ping'an left for Zhang Juzheng when he paid a visit to his master at Xu Jie Na had not changed much.
"Haha, look at what you two have to give in to, just drink together." The person next to him couldn't stand it and started talking with a smile.
Then, Zhu Pingan and Zhang Juzheng looked at each other, smiled, and drank together.
The atmosphere at the wine table was very good, and everyone was chatting happily. Apart from eating, Zhu Pingan watched and listened carefully when everyone spoke. When others spoke, he watched and listened. Everyone thought Zhu Pingan respected him, but they didn't know
Zhu Ping'an was watching their mouth movements with his peripheral vision and practicing lip language.
While listening and watching, Zhu Pingan connected the theory of lip reading he saw from the Yongle Ceremony in the afternoon with practice. Slowly, Zhu Pingan felt that his lip reading ability was slowly improving. From the changes in their mouth shapes, he really
Slowly you can read the pronunciation.
"Hey, have you ever felt that the smell of powder on your uncle's body is too strong?"
"Yes, he smelled it as soon as he entered the door."
The two people on the other side raised their glasses and spoke in low voices. Zhu Ping'an watched their mouth movements from the corner of his eye and listened to tenth of their conversation. He silently raised the corners of his lips and smiled. He seemed to be quite good at lip reading.
(To be continued.)
Come to the pavilion to watch it from the ground to the cloud】